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Three skulls.
Three lives.
Three deaths.
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One life for the minerals, substance of earth.
One life for the flowers, blossom of soul.
One life for the animals, projection of dream.
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The dream of reason produces monsters.
The dream of love produces life.
The dream of death produces light.
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Three skulls.
Three deaths.
Three lives.
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Stone is the bone of earth.
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Beautiful !
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Thanks, Van
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A really nice not poem, Stuart
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😉
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This could be chanted by torchlight…
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oooh, that’s a good idea! 😉
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😀
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I’m enchanted – The dream of death produces light – such an original observation and yet apt, if you believe that the soul endures and enters the World to Come.
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A pretty poor show if it doesn’t… 😉
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From Stuart.
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Lovely poem from Stuart. 😉
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